Chapter 155: One hundred fifty eight

Chapter 155 Chapter 158: The Essence of the Strong
"Go and spread the letter again, threatening that if they don't hand over your wife and daughter, you will come to me to shake out the collusion with Yiqi."
Gong Zhengsi's female eagerly nodded and ran away.
"Why are you so anxious?" Xu Laoying looked inexplicable.
Tang Luo Chaotian pointed and explained: "With Mi's intelligence capabilities, the news that we had met Gong Zheng for at most two days will be on Mihu's desk."
"How can it be so fast!?" Xu Laoying asked with a frown. A bandit leader knew the whereabouts of a bandit leader, how powerful is Mi's intelligence ability.
Tang Luo picked up a cup of tea on the table, and sighed: "Gong Zheng is irrelevant, but he was involved in the battle outside the Foxxian Temple, so now it's not only Mi's looking for him, but the Xiaosijia and Xiaojia in the west. , Are looking for him."
Xu Laoying's expression tightened and stood up.
"Where are you going?"
"Lao Bai is in danger!" Xu Laoying frowned, and he walked to the door.
Tang Luo put down the teacup in his hand and said helplessly: "If you want to grab the rice white, they have already grabbed it, and are you waiting for you to protect it now?"
"He is also the livelihood of the Battle of Foxxian Temple, how can others not move their minds?" Xu Laoying paused, the expression on his face full of doubts.
"Since we appeared, the existence of Mi Bai has been insignificant." Tang Luo looked cold, spreading out this cruel fact: "In other words, all ethnic groups in Xiling have already assumed that this person named Mi Bai is my Tang. The wind agent that the family sent to the Feng family to undercover. Otherwise, why do you think his stall can be kept so peaceful in the west of the city for so long?"
"Isn't it because of me?" Xu Laoying pointed to himself unconvincedly, and insisted.
Tang Luo held his forehead with his hands, and said speechlessly: "Maybe your reputation in Yuanzhou can reach this level, but in Xiling, who knows you."
"I am so angry!" Xu Laoying stamped his foot and opened the door angrily.
"Where are you going?"
"Look for a girl to cool down!" Xu Laoying said confidently, then turned around and asked, "Do you want to be together?"
"Please help yourself."
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Top of the North Mountain
Standing at the protruding part of the rock, Tang Zhi stared at the sea of ​​clouds in a daze, his eyes drifting to nowhere.
"Patriarch." Tang Kuan came behind him and called softly.
"How many can you contact?" Tang Zhi said quietly.
"Forty-three." Tang Kuan's voice was particularly low and full of regret.
Tang Zhi was shocked by this number, with sorrow and sorrow in his eyes and nose. One hundred and seventeen outstanding disciples of the school can only contact forty-three people, indicating that a total of 74 people were buried in Chengzhou.
These people are the talents of the Tang family, each of them has the ability to govern a city, just for the future of the Tang family, they can go to a foreign land without hesitation, how can this make him immobile.
Tang Kuan looked at Tang Zhi’s silence, and he also felt grief. As the head of the mountain, he knew what a group of excellent children they were, and so many people had not returned. To say that the most painful one was him, but he knew Why would these people hesitate!
The forty-three people who returned, each gathered a group of true diehards, and stood by in Chengnan New City. Even if the last thing happens, I don't know how many will come back alive.
Tang Kuan didn't lie to them. The danger of this mission had been told to them from the beginning, without a trace of concealment, and before leaving, he told them that if he regretted it, he could withdraw immediately.
Faced with such an almost mortal task, only three of the 120 students from the school quit.
...
When Gong Zheng returned to Weiya Xiaozhu again, only Tang Luo sat in the wing alone, staring at the tea on the table in a daze.
Seeing Tang Luo's fascinating appearance, he did not dare to disturb, just standing at the root of the wall, not even breathing loudly.
"Gong Zheng." Tang Luo shouted, still looking at the sluggish air.
"The villain is here." Gong Zheng responded softly, very humble.
I can't say why, facing Tang Luo alone would be more cringe than facing Xu Laoying, even if the latter is so much stronger than the former, he still keeps on killing himself.
He can only attribute this inexplicable fear to the powerful fear of the Tang family.
"Why are you going to cook porridge?" Tang Luo asked puzzlingly. This man is just a brave and reckless man, let alone kindness in his heart. You have to say that he is kind to do some good deeds. , It doesn't make sense at all.
The underworld wants to clean up and do good, usually after gaining huge benefits and succeeding, or accumulating enough force to establish a clan to gain fame, these two points of loyalty are not consistent. In a city like Xiling, organizations like the Yiqi Gang sounded awe-inspiring. In fact, it is a chicken and dog, which is defeated by a single blow. Therefore, low-key development is what they should do, especially since he also hooks up with Mihou. , Let alone scorn the market.
However, his congee-making behavior in recent years is really puzzling, especially since a few months ago the price of food in Xiling had risen to a level that ordinary people could not afford. He would also spend money to build a porridge shed. No wonder he was ignorant. The masses of people actually think that the Yiqi Gang is a righteous gang.
He was puzzled by this matter, so he planned to ask this Yiqi gang leader what he thought.
Anyway, being idle is also being idle. This time when he comes out, he intends to change his mind. If he continues to think about fusion skills, his head will explode.
Gong smiled bitterly on the front, and put his hands on his legs a little bit cramped. He didn't know how to answer this question, and the atmosphere fell into awkward silence.
Tang Luo didn't remind him, he still watched the heat rising from the teacup, as if there was some great mystery hidden in it.
After a long time, Gong Zheng replied: "It may be because I want to accumulate virtue for my children."
I thought he could say something nutritious after thinking about it for a while, but he didn't expect it to be. Tang Luo propped his chin with his hands, tilted his head and looked at Gong Zheng.
He smiled awkwardly at Tang Luo and added: "That's it."
"So, you don't regret everything you have done, do you?"
Gong Zheng nodded. I don't know how long, there is no one around him who can talk to him.
Since he was kicked out of the master’s old house, he has been alone. Only martial arts accompanied him. His followers were all younger brothers. Even if he later met that woman and admired each other, he did not dare to expose his past. He is afraid that after the other party really understands himself, he will be afraid of himself.
So when confronted by Tang Luo's question, he suddenly had an urge to vomit. He has acted in his life and never regretted it!
Gong Zheng looked at Tang Luo with firm eyes, and said: "I once thought about being kind to others, but for someone like me who has nothing, what should I take to be kind? The price of my kindness is that I can't keep the old house of Master and shrink myself. Almost starved to death in the ruined temple!"
"So I realized that in this world, what can I rely on if I want not to be bullied and to get ahead? I can only use my fists and knives! I am more ruthless than them. The weak and the strong are the essence of this world! "
"Just ask the huge Tang family, didn't they rely on this when they started? Why did I make a mistake, and why should I regret it?"
"Papa Papa." Tang Luo seemed to smile, with an inexplicable light in his eyes, applauded and said: "Wonderful."
(End of this chapter)